burning in my palms as I thought to save him. It still gutted me to remember how I’d given in to the plea in her beautiful eyes, guttering my flames and retreating to the back of the room with the rest of our classmates as Gary was beaten and hauled from the room. “Long live the true Queens!” he’d roared as they dragged him out of sight, nothing but bloodstains marking where he’d been sat mere moments before their arrival. I’d been
